Page 38 of Tamed

His hand slid boldly over her body, cupping her breasts and caressing her belly. He returned to her nipples over and over, seemingly fascinated by the tight peaks. His fingers caught the sensitive flesh and pinched. Then he slapped the mounds, making them quiver and sway.

She stood there quietly allowing the hurtful touches. Her body belonged to Zevon and Arcon. She had misbehaved, so it was their right to treat her harshly.

Apparently feeling left out, Arcon moved up behind her. His large hands cupped her bottom cheeks and squeezed, reigniting the sting and deepening the throbbing heat. She cried out, shaking in her bonds as her mates continued to torment her. They combined gentle caresses with punishing squeezes or harsh slaps until her body didn’t know what to expect. Her skin felt tight and hot, her core aching and empty.

Zevon eased his fingers between her thighs, pressing on her clit. “Open your legs, pet.”

Thinking he meant to caress her pussy and bring her to release, she eagerly made room for his hand. He squeezed her once, then moved his hand and slipped the handle of the flogger between her thighs. She tensed, expecting him to shove the phallus into her core.

“You do not have permission to come,” he warned then activated vibration.

Kendra whined as sensations pulsed through her entire abdomen. He teased her folds, traced her slit, and circled her clit. The emptiness inside her intensified until she cried out in misery. He took her right to the edge of orgasm over and over, but never let her come. She was sobbing and shaking by the time he removed the flogger. She released a thankful breath, but her relief was premature.

Flipping the whip around, Zevon brought the strands up between her thighs and Kendra screamed. The sting was hot and electric, but the responding ache was even worse. Her core clenched so hard it dragged another cry from her throat.

“I know how badly you want to come, so surrender to my flogger.” He swung again. The sting was intense but not nearly as painful as the first swat had been. “Submit to your master.” The next swat was slightly harder. “Find pleasure in the pain.”

She sank into the sensations, letting the fire wash over her in waves. Another swat made her clit twitch and a strange, floaty sensation overtook her mind.

Someone parted her bottom cheeks and rubbed lube over and around her puckered hole.

“Submit to your mates,” Arcon urged as he pushed a dildo into her bottom. “Come for us. Do it now.”

Zevon spanked her again and a staggering orgasm ripped through Kendra. She screamed as the pleasure spiked over into pain and then swung back into dizzying pleasure.

The flogger handle was pushed into her core as Zevon wrapped his hand around her throat. His mouth claimed hers and then he was fucking her wet pussy with the flogger. Arcon thrust the dildo deep, then began to vigorously fuck her ass. Kendra cried out and then moaned into Zevon’s mouth as both her holes were brutally filled.

Hard and fast her mates fucked her trembling body. They took, claimed, and used her because it was their right to do so. Zevon kissed her, nearly frantic with desire. He drove the flogger handle deep into her pussy while Arcon possessed her bottom with the dildo.

Soon, mate, this will be our cocks, Zevon warned in her mind as his tongue slid in and out of her mouth.

Overwhelmed by the thought of being utterly possessed, Kendra came in fast, hard spasms. Her hands clenched and her legs trembled as they continued to fuck her through the pleasure.

Arcon withdrew the dildo and then Zevon removed the flogger. Kendra sagged in her bonds, her entire body feeling weak and weightless. The wrist cuffs released and Zevon pulled her against him as her knees buckled. Her stinging breasts connected with his chest and she yelped. Then he swept her up in his arms and sat down on the bed. Zevon held her cradled against his chest as she recovered from the discipline.

After ducking into the bathroom to dispose of the dildo, Arcon sat down beside them.

“Do you understand why we had to be so harsh with you?” Zevon asked as he brushed the hair back from her face.

“I lost control and harmed another conduit.” It felt so nice to be held that she didn’t want to talk about it.

“That’s true,” Zevon agreed, “but it’s not the most important part.”

It was obvious that he was getting at something, but her mind was still too muddled to figure it out. “I’m not sure what you want me to say.”

“You’re a trained soldier now.” Arcon ran his hand down the length of her hair as he explained. “The skills you’ve developed can be dangerous. You’re now capable of seriously harming other people.”

“Isn’t that true of every person on this outpost?”

Arcon shook his head. “You have been unusually proficient. All of the trainers agree. It often takes years to develop the skills you’ve mastered in a few short weeks.”

“With that sort of power comes responsibility,” Zevon reminded her.

“The responsibility not to beat the shit out of my fellow conduits?” she grumbled with a sigh. “I’ll apologize to Jessie first thing in the morning.”

“Good girl.” Zevon leaned down and kissed her mouth. His tongue teased her lips without venturing inside then he raised his head and concluded. “Your punishment for hurting Jessie is over, but you also disrespected me and the trainers by not trusting us to deal with Jessie’s misbehavior.”

She swallowed past a sudden tightness in her throat. “And what’s the consequence for that?”

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